Chapter 102
- 102.
- Naya sucked in a breath as she walked into the throne room. Her father was seated with his legs folded as he tapped his hand on the rail of the throne vigorously. He had a sour expression on his face. Naya knew that he was mad. Her mother was seated beside him, trying to calm him down.
- “Father,” She called, approaching him. “I'm sorry.”